I know you well enough to know that if a creepy house wasn't fucking with your mind, it wouldn't have happened. [He's still being firm about this, but he takes a swig from the bottle and then holds it out to Maxwell.]

We're both alive, and that's all that really matters. If you let it, it's just going to sit like a worm inside your head and eat you from the inside out.

You're a good man. Your - your dream proved that, even if I wasn't supposed to be in it. There's a lot of other things someone could see in that place.